Crossing the Palace Fighting Fox Harem

Chapter 201: Fierce than a Tiger

"Zhao Ji, are you making fun of me?"

Long Mohan shook his head slightly. I don’t know what he wanted to deny. Maybe he wanted to deny himself?

Maybe it was because of the experience of being sent to the Qi Palace as a hostage when he was young that Long Mohan suffered from mental illness and always seemed very withdrawn. Not only did he speak in a low voice, but his expression was also bland and did not change much. Looking back, Ji Anni had never seen him angry. The phrase "dragon's face was furious" seemed to never be used to describe him.

"Your Majesty, I speak from the heart. It's not that you are useless, but that you underestimate yourself too much. If it weren't for you, Prince Ming and I wouldn't be able to enter the palace." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt something was wrong, and hurriedly changed his words, "Neither Ming'er nor I could enter the palace..."

Her flustered look actually made Long Mohan laugh.

"I thought you didn't want to enter the palace at all..." Long Mohan looked at her affectionately.

Ji Anni was so scared that she quickly looked away, afraid to meet the emperor's gaze, and stammered, "Your Majesty... I, I... What kind of person was I before?"

In the palace, the only three people who truly knew Zhaoji were the emperor, Prince Ming and Yan Niang.

In other words, these three people are most likely to doubt and expose their identities.

As for Yan Niang, she could try to reduce the chances of meeting her as much as possible; as for the Emperor, she had already used the excuse of amnesia caused by poisoning; finally, there was only one Prince Ming left, whom she had only met once on the first day she entered the palace, and there was no conversation at all during that meeting, the mother and son just hugged each other and cried loudly.

After that, on the one hand, she really didn't want to visit Concubine An's East Palace, and on the other hand, she didn't know how to face this "son" who appeared out of nowhere, so Ji Anni subconsciously avoided Prince Ming.

But recently, Huarong has been in a hurry...

If I don't go to see Prince Ming, I'm afraid she will keep nagging about it.

Moreover, after all, she was still "Zhao Ji" in name only and the "mother" of Prince Ming in name only.

Since she had borrowed Zhao Ji's body, she should do something that Zhao Ji should do. As preparation for meeting Prince Ming, Ji Anni felt it necessary to ask the emperor what kind of person Zhao Ji was.

Long Mohan smiled and said, "He is a person who makes mistakes no matter what he does."

"Hmm?" Ji Anni was suddenly stunned. Because in her impression, Zhao Ji should be a model of a beautiful girl from a small family, but Long Mohan's description was far from her imagination of Zhao Ji.

"The first time we met, you accidentally knocked over the inkstone, and the ink spilled all over the floor. You even stepped on it, leaving footprints with every step you took. There was only a small spot of dirt on the floor, but you left a lot of black spots in your haste."

"Really?" Ji Anni opened her eyes wide in disbelief. She didn't expect Zhao Ji to be so careless.

As if recalling the interesting scene at that time, Long Mohan's smile gradually became warmer, and he continued: "At that time, you couldn't leave, and you couldn't stay, so I asked you to stand there, spread out the rice paper, and casually drew a picture of a lady according to your appearance. After the picture was finished, the ink on the bottom of your feet had dried, and you could walk around freely. But I don't know how this matter got out, and you were transferred to another place..."

When he said this, his eyes became sad again, as if his mind had returned to the time when he missed Zhao Ji.

One was a foreign prince, and the other was a maid in the harem. Perhaps the palace of Qi did not want to cause any scandal, so they transferred Zhao Ji away? But why did they later agree to marry Zhao Ji to this hostage, Long Mohan?

Thinking of this, Ji Anni rubbed her eyes and gradually felt sleepy.

It wasn’t that Long Mohan’s story was boring and she was not interested, but that she was really too tired.

"Are you sleepy?" Seeing Ji Anni rubbing her eyes, Long Mohan asked with concern.

Ji Anni immediately perked up, stretched her neck and said, "I'm not sleepy. I won't feel sleepy even if I chat with you until dawn."

As she spoke, she deliberately opened her eyes wide to avoid showing sleepiness on her face. Because chatting is safer than sleeping. When chatting, at least she can stay awake, but if she sleeps... when she is half asleep, who knows if the emperor will be beastly and do something bad? - Women should know that men are fiercer than tigers and should not be taken lightly.

Although rationally Annie wanted to believe Long Mohan, subconsciously she was always a little unsure about this "male creature".

At this time, Long Mohan also said tiredly: "Zhao Ji, I am tired too."

"Well, then Your Majesty, please have a good rest. Zhao Ji... Zhao Ji will fan you." Ji Anni happened to see a folding fan on the table, so she rushed towards the fan, holding it tightly in her hand as if she were grabbing a life-saving straw.

However, in Long Mohan's opinion, Ji Anni's action was like a decent woman who was molested by a vagrant and tightly grasped a weapon like a stick to protect her innocence...

"Zhaoji, can I really not touch you?"

Long Mohan didn't really want to do anything, but Ji Anni's high level of wariness towards him made him feel very uncomfortable.

Ji Anni thought he had some intention, and quickly hid back cautiously, and asked righteously: "Your Majesty, the emperor is not a joke, do you remember what you promised me? You said... you said... before I admit that I love you, you will not touch me..."

When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain his reason clearly; but when a scholar meets the emperor... he should still have some reason to explain, right? So Ji Anni decided to use courtesy first and then force. If he dares to force himself, don't blame me for using my ancestral unique anti-wolf technique!

"Zhao Ji, there's no need to fan yourself. Put the fan down." Long Mohan stood up and walked towards Ji Anni, trying to take the folding fan away.

But Ji Anni's hands seemed to be integrated with the fan, and Long Mohan couldn't snatch it away no matter what.

"Your Majesty, go to sleep. Zhao Ji... Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji is not sleepy yet."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, his body suddenly floated up into the air.

No, it wasn't floating, but he was suddenly picked up by Long Mohan!

"Wow!" Ji Anni was startled. She was afraid of falling down, and her instinct for survival made her hug Long Mohan's neck tightly.

When she came to her senses, she had already been put on the bed by the other party.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Ji Anni only felt dizzy, her eyes were blurry, her breathing was chaotic, and her heart was beating wildly.

For the first time in my life, I was standing vertically with a man, looking at each other, and I was so nervous that the blood was flowing backwards.

After a sound of clothes rubbing against each other, Long Mohan actually climbed onto the bed and pressed towards her.